X-Men Headquarters Activated

Charles was at a loss as to what to do in the face of Wesley's questioning. He stood there, not knowing what to say, and Eric met Wesley Gibson for the first time, but he was a little wild now.

"X-Men? That's just an organization that wants us to kill each other among our own kind. You want to use us to make us and our brothers and sisters kill each other. Just now, those warships turned their muzzles. We are different from you."

"Oh, you separated the evolvers directly, right?" Wesley looked at Eric and said, "Have you been transformed by the Nazis and put the evolvers directly on the opposite side of humans? Aren't you humans? What else do you have to show off except a little special ability? The most precious wealth of humans is wisdom. If your IQ is not enough, it's best not to express any opinions."

"Why can't we show off our abilities? These are the most beautiful things. Humans can't resist our great power." Eric became more and more excited as he spoke. The wreckage of the submarine behind him flew up. Logan wanted to go up and teach a kid a lesson, but Wesley stopped him.

"Since you think so highly of your talent, I'll show you what human wisdom is." Wesley took out a strange-shaped pistol from somewhere and pointed it at Eric, but Eric didn't care at all and pointed directly. But he was disappointed. The gun was not metal.

A ball of lightning shot out and hit Eric directly. Then his body began to twitch and he finally fainted on the ground. Wesley shook his head and said, "You still dare to boast in this state." Then he turned to look at the remaining members of Earth Fire. "You still want to resist? You better behave yourself, or I will deal with you one by one."

The remaining three members of Hellfire stood there in a daze. Magneto, who had been insufferably arrogant just a moment ago, had fallen down and fainted. What should they do? They could run on the runway, but what about in the future? After losing their leader, how could they continue to survive and where would they go in the future?

Wesley looked at Charles again. "Is this how you plan to lead them? You're the head of a special intelligence and operational agency. Don't you know the general importance of rules? Don't students have school rules in school? Don't the world need laws anymore? And as a director, didn't you emphasize discipline before you acted? Or didn't you think of it at all?"

In the face of Wesley's questioning, Charles said haltingly, "I think… it should be freer here. This is not an ordinary institution. The growth of evolvers is more or less problematic…"

"Well, don't say that again. Your idea is completely wrong." Wesley interrupted him directly. "Your idea directly turned the evolvers into a special group of people, but I told you that evolvers are human beings, and they are the future direction of the house exhibition of human beings. Now you have completely turned the evolvers into a special group. Are you any different from this race guy?"

"Your methods are different, but the effect is the same. Why did I set up the X-Men General Administration? Isn't it to stop people from fearing evolved people? Make evolved people fear the law, make them feel awe, and let them live like normal people. Their special abilities are not something they can show off. You don't understand any of this."

Charles said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, General. I've disappointed you."

"Didn't you let me down? Did you see those warships? Why did they turn their muzzles at the same time? They are not completely afraid of you. They are not destroyed for the sake of destruction. There are many political factors that you can't see. How long can I live? In the future, you will have to rely more on yourselves, and X-Men General Headquarters is your capital. If you can't lead this agency, I will change it."

Charles was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand, General. I adjusted my mindset and started fresh."

"Very good. You know, there are many greedy people in this world. They will act for their own benefit. They sow discord between ordinary people and evolvers not because they think that evolvers are a threat to ordinary people, but because ordinary people will see profits as long as they feel afraid, and they will do it. Therefore, X-Men General Headquarters must be disciplined and fair in enforcing the law, so that people can feel safe."

"You have to carefully select the members of this organization and let them know the seriousness of this problem. Let them change from the root of their thoughts and understand the heavy responsibility they have on their shoulders. Otherwise, the consequences will be civil war between humans. The results will be terrible. For this reason, I spared no effort to facilitate the establishment of the X-Men General Administration. I don't want the world to become so terrible."

"Please don't worry, General. I know what I have to do." Charles took a deep breath and said firmly. He was thinking about Professor X's transformation in the future, but he would act more decisively, which was what Wesley wanted to see.

Wesley turned to look at Moira McTaggert. She and Charles loved each other, but they could not be together. Wesley expressed that it was a pity, so he said, "Agent McTaggert, your relationship will be transferred to the X-Men headquarters. I need an experienced agent to help Charles, and you are undoubtedly the best person for the job. I hope you can bring the intelligence agency's charter here. Of course, there will be some improvements. I think you can do the job."

"Yes, General," Moira McTaggert replied gravely.

Wesley, on the other hand, turned his attention to the rest of Hellfire. "Your crimes are unclear. I'm giving you a chance to join the X-Men General Headquarters. However, your identities will not be official agents. You need to atone for your crimes. You know that Charles thinks that your minds have completely changed. Of course, you can try to escape now. Red Devil, you could have tried to assassinate me before. I didn't expect you to survive. I can let the assassination go. And you can escape now, but you know the consequences."

Azazel was terrified of Wesley. Although he had the ability to teleport, he had never dared to use it to escape. Wesley's eyes made him even more afraid. "I… I was following orders back then. Now I am willing to atone for my sins."

"Very good. Logan, take this fainted guy with you. The rest of you get in the fighter. We're going back. The X-Men headquarters can start now." Wesley walked back to the fighter first, and the fleet in the distance had long since left. Of course they knew Wesley Gibson's reputation. And the general was actually here in a fighter that they had never seen before, and there was nothing on their radar. They could only escape and take the message back.